He would probably shake his head a little, smiling. Just like the old days.
It’s good to see.
He would probably shake his head a little, smiling. Just like the old days.
It’s good to see.
AWWWWWW
I love it. Custard, you lucky puss. No wonder you’re such a chill cat.
MR HEADBUTT
I LOVE IT
SO SO MUCH
AHHHHHHH
awwwwwwwwww, I am having a surge of fellow-feeling for Fundin rn. The Dwarfling has a cold, and she is the gloopiest, runniest, most miserable little possum ever. Lots of hugging her as she drips on me. Poor little sweet-pea.
I bet Fundin is the one with the hankie and the soft words and the hug, too. Carries them around until the sad hiccup-breathing calms down. Ignoring the mess on him, bc the child is far more important right now.
Poor thing! Always at the wrong place at the wrong time, aww!
Groin would laugh until he choked hahaha
Not. Ever.
😀
(yeah, I know – I was thinking it would be even more bittersweet, because Dwalin would be discovering that his parents had a life – a nice life, even – before they became the grim, weary dwarves he remembers)
AUGH AUGH AUGH NONNIE D:
*stamps headcanon with YES YES YES*
Awwwwww, poor Fundin! I have a special sympathy for people who get chucked-on by kids, nowadays 🙂
(FRERIN NO)
YES PERFECT. Thank you Nonnie – absolutely 900% yes.
Good lad, Fili.
*wibbles* Good lad.
OH THROR OH HRERA
YOU PAIR OF SAPS YOU CUTIES
(pfffft not for little eyes, Thorin)